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Money

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Money is the soul to reach a goal 
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor 
No way to live happy and cool 

 

Luck is the wing across future 
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing 
Keep your effort to win the venture 

 

Poor & rich, should also search 
Money everywhere, we must fetch 
the only lazy .. also crazy 
Forever, no goa...

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Save to live

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Invest always your time 
Time is life, why to lose? 
Read and enjoy your hobby 
To be happy, you should choose 

Put your plan to save money 
Money gives you happiness to live 
Never plan to ask a loan 
But should be able, too, to give 

Actively, go for good change 
World never stop at all 
Give everything time to deal 
Surely, you'll achieve the goal 

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Earning a Living

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For a short period in our marriage of over thirty seven years I earned about two-thirds of the income.
I didn’t set out to do this it just happened this way. I was a Specialist in the Army. My husband was a nursing student and he was being helped to pay school and living expenses through the Veterans Administration.

My husband never complained ...

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The horrible truth about benefits

The benefit system is a joke
It pays the disabled less
Than those who doss,  drink and smoke
Pre-paid prescriptions for those who don't need it
And those who need them, struggle to pay, ending up sick
Medical necessities are not very cheap
Even painkiller prices are getting quite steep
And for those who's health is farthest from good
Its hard to get by when you can't walk far, before falli...

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Greed

I'm ok. Overworked and underpaid. 
But what's it to them, they have it all made. 
I'm tired and pained but if it wasn't for the gain,
I wouldn't be out slammin out here jammin like it's fame. 
If I knew what it was all about
In the end would they pay out?
If i saw through all the lies and the cheats,
If they didn't cover our eyes, mouth, and nose with the sheets, 
And we saw what the money...

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cure my spending addiction

My spending addiction is getting so bad,

It’s even driving my cats totally mad.

I buy everything that I see,

I wonder what the next thing will be.

Any excuse to go and shop,

I just don’t know how to stop.

 

I took an overdraft out with the bank,

Wayne is on the verge of giving me a spank.

I buy multiple items of the same thing,

I just love the sound of the till going ...

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THE PRICE TAG

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The Price Tag 
There's an S and a line through it. The S to me is savor.
now the thing with that is when life gives you lemons,
that "s" gets two lines the s is greed and usually bad intention.
or help it to grow and when it grows that s becomes an S,
and thats how the money symbol is despise.
Lives have been taken countries have been dispanded.
Those lines just seem bigger. The moment I em...

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Following the Money

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From the North Sea, wild and grey
the horde bore down on Scarborough Bay.
I overheard one of them say 
"We're following the money."

Like a Viking raiding force
they'd moved their enterprise onshore
to probe beneath the Yorkshire moors
for oil and gas and money.

A mighty fleet of high power cars
overran the Scarborough Spa.
I heard them, wassailing at the bar
thirsty for the money.

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Money

Call me a tightwad - thrifty - a Scrooge
Parsimonious.  Frugal.  A miser
After this, no-one will be richer
But words might make us wiser...
 
Dough.  Bread.  Cabbage.  Lettuce.
Chips.  Gravy.  Bananas.  Beans
Potatoes.  Fish.  Milk.  Lolly.
If you have the biscuit - you have the means
 
Dosh.  Loot.  Wonga.  Readies
Nicker.  Coin.  Lucre.  Notes
Bones.  Tender.  Funds.  Swag
G...

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Scholarship

I started writing poetry at 13.

Writing to relieve my mind.
To try to rhyme like my 
Hip-Hop idols.
I would of never thought 
I would be writing for a
Scholarship.
Yes my brain is scholarly.
But my poetry puts me on
a Rocket Ship.
Flying me past the sky.
Past Cloud 7,8,9.
Past the stars.
I'm big headed like Jupiter.
I'm filled with nothing but gas and poet...

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Legally Tender

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The key of currency
is the changing of hands,
a baton passed on
in constant motion
that binds together
all its participants.

A fresh, crisp bill
is a virgin still,
between your fingers
whose anticipation
and epic journey
are yet to unfold.




 

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G.I.A.B.O.

You don't have to look far to see where we're headin',

Look at Greece and Ireland it's a bloodless armageden.

The Global Insurection Against Banker Occuption,

Is being fought on the front line by european nations.

 

Mothers and fathers skipping meals for sons and daughters,

The electricity's cut off, like the water.

Then it's out in the street,

The downbeat's com...

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First Class Ticket.



The lonely years spent on his own,
his romantically barren existence.
The humdrum job, the pittance pay,
he never shows resistance.
Every week he clings to hope,
by the TV screen he’s praying.
Fourteen million to one, a so slim chance,
yet he thinks this is mine for the taking.

The machine it turns, the numbers drop,
he can’t believe what he’s seeing,
six in a row, the pr...

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Mornin' On The Desert

Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

 

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

 

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

 

Mornin' on the desert, and the ...

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Deep Recession

 

I was prompted to dig this one out by reading the piece Lyn Dye posted about Bankers...

Now edited a little, which might cover some points raised in comments below  :-)

 

Deep recession brings depressions

Credit crunch too hard to munch

Should the banks take our possessions

When their brains were out to lunch

 

All their greed and daft lending ways

The blame belongs...

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What is this you call victory?

What is this you call victory?
by Ushiku Indigo Angel Crisafulli on Tuesday, 08 November 2011 at 22:35

What happens when a triumph

doesn't ring like titanic trumpets?

Hopes remain Titanic,

exceptional, erroneously erred

and sinking with realisation.

 

I decapitated depression, deep

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My Funny Money

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Money are so naughty and cunning,

They behave just stunning.

I go out – they follow me,

I come back – they harrow me.

They don’t want to come back  home,

They would like a bit more to roam.

They sometimes don't want to go home with me at all.

They would like a bit more to stroll.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 2nd of October, 2011

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Portrait

 

Portrait

 

The wind waves.

 

We have hello’s

And goodbyes.

 

We rest by the river,

Watching the boats

Glide over glass.

 

The boys never

Did well at school.

 

Everything is orange,

And we cannot know

If the sun is bleaching

The leaves, or if

The night washes

Away the colour

In melancholy  

Shades of grey.

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Ode to a Grecian burn

We're indebted to the Greeks

For exposing  the leaks

In the Eurozone

Could the Parthenon

Once again be

The birthplace of democracy

We'll see

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England, St George's Day 2010

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It’s on St George’s Day I sing

Elections getting into full swing

The candidates are Labour, Tory

Lib Dem, Green, Independent, BNP

And other assorted nutters

Idealists and cost-cutters

Spin doctors, bloggers and twitters

All hoping to put us on the right track

All hoping to put us back on the right track

 

Like we were once before

When would that be? ...

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On These Streets

An Old Poem:

Cracked sidewalks
follow the stampede
of the craze
of the holidays.
Rain drops as tears
down onto pavement
as the stampede
continues to gather
their gifts
and spend their generosity.
In all the midst
of the holiday spirits,
they never look down.
They never stop to see.
Here they go again,
frantic to buy
for those they love,
but what about me?
When they go,
all I will have
are the stain...

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High-life-low-life

  High-life-low-life

 

Annabel and Dave are sorted

toast the life they always courted

with Johnny Walker Black (imported)

by a geezer in Gibraltar.

Dave’s new boat’s a thirty footer

cowhide seats as soft as butter

room to practice with his putter

cruising down to Malta.

Made his pile in double glazing

take and margins just amazing

dreams of days of golf and lazing

on the Costa’s beac...

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testament

 



                           I am element earth and ore,

                   the twinkle in the sawdust floor. I am the brass that’s

              pressed and minted I am the note that’s newly printed. The rattling

                                               change and ringing till, the dirty, dog-eared dollar bill, the jealous         

                        green-con...

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